Here comes the woman
with the look in her eye;
Raised on leather
with flesh on her mind;
She stripped to the beat
but her clothes stay on;
White light everywhere
but you can't see a thing.
Such a squeeze,
A mad, sad moment.
Glory to you, glory to you.
All you got is this moment,
Twenty-first century's yesterday.
You can care all you want;
Everybody does.
So slide over here
and give me a moment.
Your moves are so raw.
I've got to let you know,
As my pet -
You're one of my kind.
We are all friends in THIS herd!
JOIN THE ZOO
-Time to pet eachother! ;-)
Love in the house
